Mom's Story

PROXIMATE DESTINY
(9/19/14)


I sit
at my desk
compiling reports
just a few blocks
from where
you lived

from where
you died

in a sprawling
metro area
of a half million
souls
what are the odds
that I would've
landed
so close
to your final
breath?

a breath
that I felt
on my neck
14 years ago
this morning
as I carried you
from your bed
to your couch

late
for work
that day
the reports
waited

as I wait
now